Chapter 97
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 97
Chapter Title: #2 Bitch Submission ♥ Exorcist (Gyu Wol-ryeong - Submission Complete/Lewd Bitch Sex) (3)
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Hnggh...
After a long while, the wooden club was finally pulled from Gyu Wol-ryeong's pussy.
It came out along with the rod, and thick, opaque love juices gushed out with a sticky glorp, staining the sheets.
Yeom the Vice-Bishop inserted the extracted rod into Gyu Wol-ryeong's mouth.
She bit down on the stick slick with her own fluids without a second thought, sucking on it slurp slurp like it was a cock.
The tool that should have been sacred tasted utterly lewd and obscene...
As Gyu Wol-ryeong mindlessly sucked on the wooden rod, Yeom the Vice-Bishop pressed his cock into her pussy.
Her lasciviously clenching folds welcomed his shaft with exquisite pleasure. With a wet squelch, her juices flowed out.
It reached deep inside her in an instant, then began to move leisurely back and forth.
The male's rigid meat rod churned her female hole, pistoning in and out.
Gyu Wol-ryeong's pussy was already a mess of hypersensitivity from the massive infusion of his demonic energy through her own tool. Every movement of his cock sent wild jolts of ecstasy rampaging through her lower belly, bleaching her mind white.
"Haaah... ha... haa... nghh..."
"Does it feel good, my offering?"
"Huuuaaaah... Y-Yes... yes...♡ It feels... so good...♡"
"How does it compare to that rod from before?"
"Obviously... your cock... huaaang...♡♡"
"Good girl," Yeom the Vice-Bishop said approvingly. He fucked her more vigorously, making her feel even better.
Gyu Wol-ryeong lewdly twisted her hips, trembling with joy.
Her pussy was incomparably delicious and pleasurable.
Hot, juicy, and packed with densely folded walls and bulging ridges scattered throughout the cavernous depths—they all caressed his cock, sending waves of bliss through him.
Those protruding spots didn't just pleasure his cock.
Each one was hypersensitive, so when he stimulated and rubbed them with his shaft, Gyu Wol-ryeong writhed in rapture.
Their cult had techniques to modify female bodies as well.
Dog Vice-Bishop specialized in such arts and knowledge, handling the basic remodeling of offerings.
Even she had been awestruck by Gyu Wol-ryeong's body.
She admitted it was a perfect onahole frame, as if refined through multiple sessions—no further tweaks needed.
Yet, since she loved pushing women to the brink of ruin with extreme modifications to suit her tastes, she had made a few adjustments anyway.
As a result, Gyu Wol-ryeong's pussy—and the forcibly implanted ridges and folds within—were several times more sensitive than before.
A light rub from his meat rod alone made her squeal "Hiiik~!" like a sow in heat and cum.
Savoring her slowly, Yeom the Vice-Bishop's cock made her climax countless times.
And at the peak of her orgasms, she received the massive load he unleashed deep in her belly.
Aah... Inside me... Vice-Bishop's filling me up... so warm and toasty... knock me up...♡
She was happy. Gyu Wol-ryeong brimmed with joy.
The hypnosis commanding absolute obedience to orders had been lifted.
Gyu Wol-ryeong was free now.
But the other hypnoses remained intact.
Interacting more with the cult 【Camellia】 members deepened her affection and loyalty toward them.
The stronger those feelings grew, the more her body forcibly went into heat.
She felt even greater bliss with Yoma than humans, awakening her as a female.
Yeom the Vice-Bishop had also delivered "sermons" on the mindset befitting an offering.
These weren't one-off hypnoses from mere "grace"—they were repeatedly implanted deep within her psyche.
Even if released, could she truly escape them now?
I know this isn't right.
But even understanding that... I can't stop anymore...
In the recent test with Yeom the Vice-Bishop, Gyu Wol-ryeong clearly recognized her own state.
And she resigned herself to it, accepting it fully.
Denying her feelings was pointless.
She had come to love everything about the 【Camellia】 cult.
She could no longer attack them; serving them brought immense joy instead.
As Yeom the Vice-Bishop calmly savored and toyed with her, Gyu Wol-ryeong followed her heart, coquettishly fawning over him.
She lay on her back, baring her belly, or thrust out her ass in doggy position, enduring her shame to spread her defenseless pussy wide, clearly signaling submission.
She hugged his head to her ample breasts, rubbing them against him, or sandwiched his cock between her tits to serve him. She kissed his ass or clung to him, coquettishly teasing in every way.
It was mortifying enough to die, but she couldn't stop herself. She couldn't hold back.
And the shame she had no choice but to accept soon melted her brain into ecstasy.
Gyu Wol-ryeong was overjoyed at submitting to the cult's humans, lost in delight.
Until now, she'd maintained a haughty exorcist's pride with aloof expressions and demeanor. But the test shattered that pride; no need to pretend anymore.
She flung open her body and heart, embracing it all.
Resistance was futile. Ignoring it, she submitted and fawned as her heart demanded.
The more she did, the more affection surged beyond what she thought possible. Pushed by this endless, twisted love, she craved to serve more.
To flirt more coyly. To become even more of a bitch. To be forcibly fucked harder.
This intensified once Yeom the Vice-Bishop fully transformed into his Yoma form.
Midway, he continued ravaging her in his Yoma state.
Being an exorcist fucked by a Yoma gave her special, profound pleasure.
"Aaaah♡ So good♡ Nghit♡ Yes...♡♡"
Gyu Wol-ryeong mounted Yeom the Vice-Bishop's Yoma cock, moving her hips to serve him.
Her body impaled her womb on the penis herself, arching at the limit once more.
Her pussy convulsed wildly, squeezing the embedded cock even tighter.
Even right after cumming, Gyu Wol-ryeong resumed moving without rest.
She knew she'd cum again soon but couldn't stop. The blazing love and passion welling inside forcibly drove her.
"Does my offering love Yoma cock that much? Even as an exorcist?"
"Nghit♡ Aah-♡♡ Yes♡ I love it♡♡ Even as an exorcist, Yoma cock feels too good...♡♡"
"Is it okay to lose to Yoma cock? To submit?"
"Yes♡ I love submitting♡ I want to keep surrendering♡♡... Nnghiiiii♡♡"
Another massive drain of spiritual power.
Since her full submission declaration, she'd been losing several times her usual amount.
Not recoverable through morning meditation or sleep breathing.
It might take days to recover fully—and the drain continued.
Gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp...!!
"Ah, aaah♡ Inside, filling me up inside again, ahiiit~~~♡♡ So good♡♡♡"
Gyu Wol-ryeong came endlessly, lost more spiritual power through submission declarations, then accepted his semen deep inside once more.
The sensation of the creampie made her climax spectacularly again.
"Your submission looks more natural by the minute... You're doing wonderfully. Such a good offering. Serve 'That One' like this from now on. Understood?"
"Aaah...♡ Y-Yes... yesss...♡ I'll serve diligently... Be a good girl...♡"
Held in the arms of Yeom the Vice-Bishop in Yoma form, Gyu Wol-ryeong moaned happily.
His hand—far larger, harder, and more intimidating than a human's—pinched and rubbed her nipple tips squeeze squeeze, tormenting them.
Her fully erect nipples never tired of touch; they begged for more.
Every time he tormented her sensitive buds relentlessly, she poured out joyful moans amid surging bliss.
He extended his tongue to slather her face slickly.
Even that filled her with joy, her face melting in happiness.
"Shall we continue to the next part?"
Suddenly, Yeom the Vice-Bishop's voice overlapped.
Still cradled in his arms, Gyu Wol-ryeong watched.
Right beside her, another Yeom the Vice-Bishop in Yoma form sprouted like a phantom.
It wasn't just one. Second, third clones emerged, until five filled the room.
Yeom the Vice-Bishop knew little of sorcery.
But as a Yoma growing in power, he instinctively knew he could wield this ability.
Yoma sorcery was mostly instinctual—unlike exorcists' trained knowledge, it arose from gut feeling.
He'd always had cloning, but limited to two for thirty minutes max.
Devouring Gyu Wol-ryeong's spiritual power let him sustain far more clones, far longer.
"Ah..."
"'That One' is singular, yet has many hands and cocks. We'll practice satisfying them all."
"Is that... so..."
"Yes. And to prevent accidents, we'll drain every drop of your power by tonight. Suck you dry completely."
"Ngh...♡"
With that declaration, the clones approached Gyu Wol-ryeong in his arms, reaching from all sides.
They grabbed her limbs, groping everywhere—sensitive spots and not—without restraint. They thrust their erect cocks forward boastfully.
Wearing identical expressions as the same person, they chanted the same words.
But their actions varied, toying with and defiling her more efficiently than ever.
Surrounded by hulking Yoma men, Gyu Wol-ryeong felt no fear—only anticipation, joy, and love.
Thus, her time of love, submission, and service continued.
Until nightfall, right before the crucial ritual assembly...